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nightshadeshadow123 · 3 years

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Jealousy (A.M-R)-(C.G)

You are a witch and dating Ally, Cordelia comes to visit you for awhile and some jealousy ensue and Cordelia's old crush on you appears again. Hmm, I dunno where I want to go with this or maybe make it a multi part fic series or a part book but this idea just randomly popped up in my messy head space.

You let out a frustrated groan, (e/c) snapping open when the black candles blew our for no reason, glaring down at the circle of the black candles, scrunching up your face as the last wisp of their smoke vaporised into nothingness.

"What's wrong?" Ally asked curiously, tearing her brown eyes away from the book she was reading to look at you sitting on the floor a few feet away from the comfy black sofa she's laying on.

You rubbed at your forehead before looking to your girlfriend.

"I'm not sure...Just feeling a little shifting in my powers and I can seem to focus. That only-." You suddenly cut yourself off as you perked up at feeling a familiar warm yet distant presence lurking about.

"What is it?" Ally asks, sitting up completely after she noticed your sudden perking up for no reason.

"No way, that can't be." You tried to reason with yourself but you couldn't for long as the familiar feeling suddenly grew stronger.

"Delia!" You smiled and jumped up, not caring when you knocked over the dead candles and making a run for the front door, a startled Ally left sitting on the couch as she watch you run from the living room.

"What the actual fuck?" Ally asked to herself, dropping her book on the sofa and bolting up as you slammed the door open with a bang.

Your excitement grew when you see that feeling of a familiar powerful yet warm presence infact came from who you thought it would be.

"Delia!?" You exclaimed happily and ran towards the blonde Supreme that is smiling brightly, arms held open in waiting.

"Yes, my little witch. It's me." Cordelia said softly, arms wrapping around you tightly yet comfortably as you finally crashed into her, her excitement to finally see and feel you clear.

You tightened your hold on her waist and buried your hands into her blonde locks as she held you, not wanting to let you go ever again.

"Not that I'm not super glad to see you again but what are you doing here?" You pulled your head from her shoulder to look her in the eyes.

The blonde Supreme shot you a sharing smile as she made eye contact with you, rubbing a hand up your spine, amusement filling her when she felt you shiver against her, a slight pink dusting your cheecks.

"I came to visit you for awhile. I haven't seen you in ages and I've mi-" suddenly the blonde was cut of by a voice.

"(Y/N)? Who is this?" Ally asked tentatively, trying not to focus on the way the blonde is holding you.

You pulled away completely from the blonde and turned to face your girlfriend, one hand flying up to rub at your neck nervously as pink dusted your cheecks more.

"O-Oh, this is Cordelia, my Supreme." You explained.

Ally raised a dark eyebrow at this. "Your Supreme? What is a Supreme excatly?" She questioned, moving towards your side and gripping your arm with her, her free hand interlocking with yours as she glared at blonde witch in front of you, taking notice of the way the witch glared at her too.

"Well, a Supreme is a coven leader. She's my coven leader." You explained, rubbing circles on Ally's soft hand in yours, not taking notice of the way the two are glaring at each other.

Cordelia smiled at you when you looked back at her, her hands crossing over the other, not liking the jealous feeling crawling up on her when Ally have arrived.

"And Cordelia, this is Ally my girlfriend and Ally this is Cordelia." You introduced the two to each other happily.

"Pleasure to meet you." Cordelia forced a smile, hand moving to shake Ally's.

"Hmm, I can say the same. She talks about you a lot and I've once seen you on TV. " Ally spoke, not bothering to shake hands with the witch, her grip on you tightening.

You choose to ignore this before you decide to spoke up. "Wanna come inside for some coffee?"

Cordelia let her hand fall back to her side and gave you another warm smile.

"I would love to darling." She said adoringly, adding the pet name to work on Ally's nerves, a smirk tugging on her lips as pink rise to your cheecks once again.

You pulled away from Ally and made your way back inside with the older two women following close behind you.

As you entered the living room once again you gestured Cordelia to sit down on one of the comfortable back sofas, please the one you've been leaning back against when you were practicing your spells and magic.

Cordelia smiled when she saw the knocked down candles on the floor along with, jewels and some plants.

"I see you're still practicing your magic." She commented, a fond smile tugging at her lips as she looked up at you after sitting down on the sofa.

"Yeah. I would hate it if my powers would flake out when I stop and maybe land in a situation where I'd have to use them and I can't have my powers weak then...not like last time." You muttered the last part mostly to yourself but both the older women heard you and Cordelia gave you a sympathetic smile.

"I'm gonna go make some coffee. I'll be right back." You excused yourself and speedily walked out of the room, willing yourself not to look weak in front of them.

They both watched you leave before Ally turned back to Cordelia.

"What does she mean by that?" The brunette questioned curiously.

Cordelia only raised an eyebrow at the woman. "I'm probably shouldn't tell you that. I feel like she must tell you that herself."

Ally leaned back against the sofa she's sat on and rolled her eyes at the blonde. "Fine, if you say so. Not that she talk too much of her life back at that academy and before that. I'm still curious but she push me away when I try to ask her of her past and how it have changed her."

Cordelia gave her a tight lipped smile, unsure of what to say. She knew all too well what have happened and what you've been through over the past years, including the few years before she found you and Mila and brought you to the academy.

"She'll talk when she feels she wants to, she hates talking of bad things that have happened, and yeah she does push people away when they pressure her too much, and she have changed indeed but she's still herself in a way." The blonde,please woman played with the ruffles in her black skirt before bending forward and pick up one of your black candles.

Ally only watched the witch from the corner of her eye, feeling jealous and somewhat sad that the older blonde seem to know almost everything about you while she only knows a bit. She was even more curious than before, desperate even to find out what you hide behind that hot-cold facade but she also fear to push too much and receive the more cold side than the warm side of your persona.

Cordelia smiled fondly when as she swirled the familiar black candle with silver engraves between her slender fingers, remembering the time she gave them to you as a gift after a particular hard time and you've been obsessed over them and not using them too much.

"How long were she at the academy after you've found her?" Ally questioned.

Cordelia looked back up at the woman, a blank look once again on her face. "Six and a half years. She's was one of the youngest I've taken in at the time back then."

Ally turned her attention to the blonde completely. "Can't you tell me just a little bit more about her past? You seem to know everything about her."

Cordelia could clearly hear the jealousy the other woman is trying to hide, but she could also not deny being a little jealous of your girlfriend, she could almost kich herself for not making a move on you earlier before you left the academy after everything.

"All I'm going to say is she was quite broken and lost and became quite a troubled teen and got into a...whole lot of trouble with Madison most times but I've managed to mostly pull her away from that path." The Supreme gave very little detail and she could tell it irked the brunette but she was not one to spill out your past and secrets without your consent.

Just as Ally went to ask more questions you entered the living room with the coffee, choosing to sit down next to Cordelia as the blonde thanked you warmly as she take the coffee, tingles dancing up your spine as her soft skin brush up against your hand.

Ally frowned at this, the nasty feeling of jealously rearing it's ugly head as she gripped her coffee mug, ignoring the searing burn it caused to her soft skin. She just didn't like the witch all that much near you and she could clearly see the way the blonde is adoringly looking at you and they way her hand had linger a few seconds to long for her comfort on your hand when she took her coffee from you.

"Thank you darling." Cordelia cooed, a smile on her lips as she too a sip of her coffee. "You remembered just the way I like my coffee.

A hint of a blush dusted your cheeks once again at her praise.

"Yeah, how can I ever forget simple things such as that?"

Ally smile a bit when she hear you say that, she knows it's quite true that you always take notice of small details of how people like things a certain way and memorize them as if it's the most natural thing to do.

Cordelia smirked to herself after noticing the faint blush on your cheeks, leaning closer to you and take in a breath of that all too familiar comforting scent of your peaches and cream body wash you loved to use.

You could feel your heartbeat pick up it's rate when she did that, knowing she used to do that back at the academy after you've taken a shower or a bath, claiming that the soft scent brought her some comfort and calm.

Ally glared at the blonde coldly, having taken notice of her not so subtle gesture.

"What spell have you been practicing." The blonde suddenly asked you, gesturing towards the black candles with one had that isn't holding her cup.

You shrugged. "Just a small black magic spell, nothing too big but...my senses and powers completely flaked when I sensed your presence nearby."

Cordelia looked at you curiously. "What do you mean by that? You powers were mostly fine back at the academy even with me around you."

You rubbed at your neck nervously again before looking up at her again, picking up the candle your candle that she have putted on the sofa.

"I'm not sure. Sometimes they've gone a bit weaker and sometimes a bit stronger with you near." You swirled the candle around in your hand, looking down at it.

Cordelia hummed, a look of confusion and curiosity crossing her face.

"Interesting. Why haven't you mentioned that back at the academy?" She questioned, one of her hands moving to lay against your jean cladded leg.

Ally glared at the blondes hand, her knuckles turning white from the grip on her mug, almost certain the mug may crack under the pressure, trying to focus in the conversation you and Cordelia are having and resisting the urge to just tear you away from the other woman.

"I don't know. I just thought it wasn't something serious and ignored it." You explained, eyes back on the radiant blonde next to you.

Cordelia hummed once again.

"Did that only happen when I was near or around others too?" She questioned and you could only wonder why she seems so curious about that.

"No, just when you are near. It's kinda like a magnetic push and pull type of way it felt like." You explained, goosebumps appearing on your skin as she squeezed your leg softly.

"I'll have to ask Myrtle about that, maybe she'll know a thing or two about that. You should come visit the academy and find out what it is. And to also see the others again, they miss you and I miss having you around there to make the days more bearable." Cordelia watched your emotions carefully, knowing how to read you like a open book after mastering it over the years getting to know you.

You looked down for a moment before making eye contact with her again, ignoring the twinkle in her eyes and shrugging it off as the light playing tricks.

"I'll think about. It would be nice to see the others again too and I do miss them a lot too...and you." Yous said the last part so softly Cordelia could barely hear it.

Cordelia felt a spark running through her, almost wanting to engulf you in a hug and never let go again as the two of you shared intense eye contact for a moment until Ally cleared her throat, drawing both your attention to her.

"Sorry." You said sheepishly before getting up from the sofa and walking over to Ally, sitting next to her.

Your girlfriend waste no time in pulling you into her and planting a wet heated kiss against your lips that have you letting out a low moan.

Cordelia could only watch in jealousy, a sense of longing hitting her hard, wishing she was the one kissing you and be able to tear moans from you in this way and also in a whole other dirty way.

After pulling away from the kiss, Ally looked at her smugly as you leaned into the brunette weakly, a whine leaving your mouth, wanting more of her lips but opting to peck a few wet kisses against her soft neck until you remember that Cordelia is here, seeing the whole show and that have you pulling away from your girlfriend with a blush but Ally only held you to her side tightly, kissing the top of your head while making eye contact with the Supreme, the blonde only narrowing her eyes at the woman.

"I must really get going. I just wanted to check up on you." Cordelia said as she got up.

You got up too along with Ally and you walked over to Cordelia and pulled her into a hug.

"Remember to come and visit us and to hear what Myrtle have to say." The blonde said in your ear, a shiver running down your spine as her breath hit your skin.

"I certainly will do so." You said and pulled away from the hug.

Ally took your hand and walked out of this house with you behind Cordelia, watching as you waved bye to the Supreme with your free hand just before she disappeared into thin air.

"Let's go and have some fun baby. I'm so wet for your touch." Ally whispered in your ear, nipping at your neck making you let out a moan.

You eagerly nod your head and pulled her inside of the house.

Once inside Ally slammed the door shut and pushed you up against the wall and proceed to immediately kiss at your neck, one of her legs forcing itself between yours and rubbing against your center, a moan falling from you as bucked your hips forward, trying to get more pressure on your center.

Ally smirked against your neck before sinking her teeth into your soft flesh, immediately drawing a strangled yelp mixed with a moan as she soothed the skin with her tongue.

"Shit Ally." You hissed out, your hands moving to grip her hips after slipping it underneath her grey jumper and digging your nails into her soft skin.

The older woman only chuckled against your skin, a spark of excitment running down her body all the way to her already heated core at the way you are gripping her hips as she left a few more hickeys on your neck before slamming her mouth against yours in a bruising way.

You knew you were in for a wild time at the way she's claiming your lips, her tongue buried in your mouth and battling with yours heatedly, her grip on the back of your neck and hip firm as she rubbed her leg up your clothed center.

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I'm not sure why the hell I came up with that idea and I know it's shitty but whatever, spend too much time writing it and I don't want to delete it. And not sure where I want to go with this or if I should continue this part into more parts. I know this part is a whole lot shorter but yeah I write smuty parts longer than non smut. Let me know what you guys think and if I should continue this messy and shitty fic into more.

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vintagegoddess12 · 3 years

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Lie To Me (2)

[Cordelia Goode x Reader]

A/N: Advanced Happy Holidays, everybody! Thanks for your support in every little crazy work that I put out, even if I give very slow updates. The tag part is very incomplete I feel. All of you that asked to be part of the taglist are scattered in so many post. I have to scroll really deep in my very messy timeline just to see yah names. If I forgot to tag you, please don’t be upset. Just DM. No worries, I love entertaining your requests tho. Part 2 is here with Student!Delia x Student!Reader feels. Hope you enjoy it!

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Cordelia’s POV

Shit! That was the first thought that crossed Cordelia's mind when she heard [Y/N]'s voice fill the room. She wasn't supposed to be here yet. "Delia," your presence immediately affecting the composure of the young witch, "what are you doing?" She tried to excuse her way out of the situation when no words came out of her. You stood in front of her, waiting for an answer when the unconscious man stirred from the bed. Cordelia's gaze remained fixed on your face, still trying to recover from the shock of being discovered red-handed. "This bitch tried to-" "Oh, shut up, Dan." you immediately cut-off the guy and sent him back to sleep. Your hands found Delia's shoulder, shaking her back to reality. The blonde looked at you, her roommate, and mustered the courage to answer her previous question. "It wasn't supposed to do that." "Do what?" Myrtle's question hung in the air as the two young witches remained silent, watching their instructor stand in their bedroom doorway. The redhead witch glanced at the unconscious body on Delia's bed before returning her attention to her impossibly silent ward. "If you're not going to answer me," Myrtle paused to take a hit from her signature cigarette, " you will answer to the council." She proceeded to walk away. Delia turned to you, fear, and panic present in her eyes. "Why would the council be involved?" You took a deep breath as if summoning all the patience left in you before answering. "There's an unconscious spellbound warlock in our bedroom," Cordelia's eyes went wider as you continued, "who happens to be a Level 2. Of course, the council will be involved." This time, Cordelia no longer had the energy to hide her vulgarity and simply exhaled, "Shit." [Y/N] looked at the body and agreed. "Shit indeed."

As the two young witches are ushered by Myrtle down to the living room, where the Council has convened, Cordelia can't help but remember how everything started.

"You will be happy here," Myrtle whispered in my ear as I watched my mother drive away from the academy. Once Fiona decides that it's time, it is time. You do not question the Supreme, you learn that early in life about her. I flashed a smile to Myrtle after Spalding took my luggage and went ahead of us. The redhead witch ushered me up the stairs as she gives me an introductory lesson about the house and its tenants. "You will be a great addition to this year's class," she remarks after seeing some of her students, dressed in black, pass by. They gave me a double look before fully walking away. I don't think that's welcoming at all. "Do we have to wear black all the time?" I blurted out just as we stopped in front of a bedroom door. Myrtle, who is obviously wearing a gold-themed outfit, looked at me like I just spoke alien. "It's just that I've always seen Mother dressed in black." "Cordelia, darling, don't be ridiculous." She caressed my hair before continuing, "Your mother may be the Supreme but she's not as good as I am when it comes to fashion." I was taken aback by how bold her statement is against Fiona. I never thought anyone had the guts to say something ill of her, especially not one from her council. "You can absolutely wear anything you like, dear." She knocked on the door as she said, "$4,000 per fit is the limit for your age range." I laughed softly at her remarks. I think I'll love her. She looks at me like there's something special in me. That's something you would not get when you stand in front of literally the most powerful witch on Earth. She opened the door and led me inside. The room had two beds, placed on opposite corners, with white sheets covering them. The bed beside the door was unmade while the one near the window had a heap of clothes on it. The sunrays give the room a heavenly feel. It's warm and homey. I think I like it. Suddenly, the bathroom door on our left opened and a woman emerged wearing only a bathroom towel. She had her hair in a bun and droplets of water run down her exposed skin. Her sight made my throat dry and I had to clear my throat just to remain focused. The sound I made did not go unnoticed by the two witches in the room. You glanced at our reflections in the mirror; your eyes showing surprise in an instant. You looked back at us and flashed a smile before saying, "give me a second." You looked back into the mirror and snapped your fingers. In an instant, the bathroom towel was replaced by a black dress with spaghetti straps. The sudden display of magic made me jump a little and I can feel the experienced witch beside me chuckle a little. "[Y/n], why don't you introduce yourself here." You walked towards us and flashed the sweetest smile I've ever seen in my life. You squinted your eyes before introducing yourself. "[Y/N] [Y/L/N]. You held my gaze, as long as I did. "Cordelia." I shifted on my feet under your gaze. "You'll be sharing the room with her, [y/n]," Myrtle pat my back, "for the whole duration of your stay in this coven." Still entranced by your smile, the pat on my back jolt me back to consciousness. "Which bed will I be using?" You pointed at the bed near the window before looking in that direction. "That one," your excited tone turned embarrassed upon seeing the bed situation. You gave me a sheepish smile as you wave your hand to move the clothes on your bed. "[Y/N], what did I say about using magic for trivial things?" You smiled at the reprimand given and mouthed sorry to the older witch. "I'll leave you two to check on our dinner." We both nodded in her way. As she was walking out the door, she turned back and said, "[y/n], behave." "When am I not?" You replied teasingly and closed the door. I walked towards the bed and noticed that my luggage was nowhere to be found. I looked under and near the bed but there was none. You must have noticed my actions. "You looking for your things?" You asked leaning on the door. "Yes." "Yeah, Spalding checks the luggage of newcomers," you sat on the edge of your bed, "to see if anyone brought any illegal items." I mimicked your action and sat on mine, silence blanketing the room for the first time. It didn't last long though. "So Cordelia," my name felt natural coming out of your lips, "where have I heard that name before?" Confusion is evident on your face. "Actually, it's Cordelia Goode." "Oh," your immediate response, "the daughter." It was now my turn to look confusingly, which you picked up easily. "People have been buzzing about you here," you started folding the heap of black clothes. "Supreme's daughter and all." I get this every time I go somewhere she's known. I shook my head and said, "too bad nothing's special about me." You looked like you were personally offended by the statement. "Everyone's special in their own way-" I was about to disagree when you raised your hand, "-trust me." A knock echoed through the room that cut off our conversation. You opened the door, revealing Spalding with my things. I stood from my bed and retrieved my belongings from the butler. You thanked him and closed the door. I started unpacking - looking - for that family heirloom from my grandmother that I tried to take with me here. I opened my jewelry box and discovered that it wasn't there. "Shit," I muttered. "You okay there, Cordy?" My head turned sharply in your direction, surprised by the nickname. I opened my mouth trying to come up with an answer only to have nothing. I don't understand why I get flustered easily in your presence. "If it's okay, I'll call you Cordy." You explained. I nodded. "I don't see any problem with that." I kinda like it actually. "So," your tone concerned, "is anything wrong?" "I think my mother bribed the butler to get a family heirloom that I may have smuggled here," I replied, trying to feign innocence. You let out a chuckle causing you to smile, the kind that I will look forward to in the years to come. "That's an oddly specific request to make, don't you think?" You said in between laughter. "She may have asked me about it before leaving the house," I replied. Somehow, my reply made you laugh even more. At this point, I don't even mind being funny if I can hear that laugh every time. "Oh, honey," the pet name causing goosebumps in my arm for some unknown reason. "You do know that putting 'may haves' in your statement doesn't necessarily make it hypothetical." "I see that now," was all I could say while trying to hide the blush forming on my cheeks. You smiled before giving advice that I should have taken seriously, "Do me a favor and don't try to lie. You're terrible at it." --- [Y/N]’s POV Fleming. Pembroke. Snow. Three respected witches and ally that stands as the Coven's Council. Three sets of eyes that did not hide how displeased they are with what happened. If that wasn't enough, Fiona Goode is in the room to witness all of this. Myrtle, who is seated in the middle, asked the first question to the two young witches in front of them. "Who cast the first spell to Dan Miller?" Her eyes darting between Cordelia and yours. "A Level 2 warlock," Quentin Fleming added. Cecily Pembroke did not miss the chance to speak up after, "who shouldn't even be in the premises;" clearly insinuating something. You and your roommate remained silent. You sense her cowering from the death stare being shot to her by her own mother, who is constantly blowing out smoke from the other side of the room. "I am going to ask again. Who-" "Myrtle, this is a waste of time." The Supreme spoke as she moves towards the both of you. "They're young. They're witches." Her gaze now burning through your skin. "Just because you didn't fool around, doesn't mean they shouldn't." She looked at you like she can read you from head to toe. With the extent of her powers, she probably can. Myrtle huffed. It was no secret that the two older witches have great animosity between them that started since they lived at the academy. For you to see it in action, that was another thing. Their relationship is the total opposite of what you and Cordelia have. You're inseparable. It only has been months but you're pretty sure you found a second home whenever she's around. So you know that whatever she did, it was an accident. "I did it," you confessed. Cordelia sharply turned her head in your direction, not minding that her mother is standing in front of her. You remained looking at the Council of three to gauge their reaction. Fiona, who is now moving away from your periphery, looks so pleased she might- Actually, you don't know. You have no idea what type of kindness the Supreme can show you. The redhead let out an exasperated sigh. As if she expected this kind of behavior from you. "What did you do?" "Dan is my boyfriend," you can feel the raised eyebrows and judgment. "I mean was, probably, because I'm pretty sure we'll break up after all of this." There's no lie to this. Cordelia looked down once again, feeling sorry for what she did. You continued to explain, as you make up the story on the fly. "Which is the point of the spell." Myrtle urged you to go on. "I've been trying to break up with him. I've said it nicely. Politely." Your face now turning sour, "but he just keeps coming back." This is where the fiction begins. "So I thought, maybe I can urge him to break up with me if I use my powers on him." Quentin looked puzzled before asking his question. "What is her power anyway?" Myrtle, who tended to you since birth, replied, "reality alteration." You continued. "I didn't know the spell would fail, terribly. When he started to wake up, he started asking questions, So I sent him back to sleep." You gulped, ready to cement the lie. "That's when Cordelia walked into our room. Followed by Myrtle." "See it was just a lover's quarrel," the Supreme quipped from behind. The redhead looks like she's so close to throwing a vase at her. "If you had relations with a non-witch individual, we wouldn't be here." Myrtle stood up to further emphasize her point. "But you know that any spell used against our brothers and sisters is considered a grave offense." "I never meant to hurt him," you reasoned. "I just want to lead him to the idea of breaking up." The small sobs of Cordelia did not go unnoticed in your hearing. "Besides, this wasn't the first time a spell is used in the course of the relationship." The instant stopping of the typewriter signaled that even Pembroke was surprised. "What do you mean?" She said. "We've used certain spells," you paused thinking if saying this was the right thing. Delia couldn't even look at you whenever you recount your romantic adventures to her. You continued, "to heighten certain experiences." "It still doesn't change the fact-" Myrtle once again was cut off by her archnemesis. "Enough," the commanding voice of the Supreme filled the halls. "She already admitted it. She said she never meant to hurt him. She went as far as to recount a personal memory just so you would understand." The council member did not hide how she tried to bite her tongue before speaking up. "Let me remind you that you are here as Cordelia's mother and not as [y/n]'s lawyer." Delia once told you how sharp her mother's eyes can be when she's mad. If looks could kill, Myrtle would probably be dead now. The sound of her stilettos was crisp against the tiled floor. She situated herself in front of the Council's table, starting the three of them down. If that's even possible. You took this time to see how your Cordy is doing. "Hey," you whispered. She looked up to you, not knowing how puffy her eyes had been. "You didn't have to do this, you know." Her sobs now getting weaker. You send a small smile her way before replying. "Yes, I have to because he's my baggage and you, honey, are still terrible in lying." You reached her hand to give her a squeeze. A little reminder that you're still here, beside her - always. Turning your attention back to the staring contest in front of you. You realized that 2 out of the 3 are already hunkered at the sheer proximity of their Supreme. It's actually a surprise that Myrtle can hold her own against her. "Let me remind you," Fiona's voice laced with poison, "that I am your Supreme." Your mentor clenched her jaw before sitting down - a sign of submission. Cordelia sat on her bed, waiting for you to come back from the Council deliberation. She insisted she wanted to stay but her mother is not the person she would say no to. So here she is, worried for whatever punishment you'll receive that should have been hers. There is no doubt she's beating herself up. She just wanted to help you get rid of Dan. She absolutely did not want it to go this way. Such a stupid, reckless mistake. The door opened to reveal you, with Fiona behind. The young witch jumped from the bed and hugged you like it's second nature. Your hands found her back and relished at the warmth her body emanates. "Hey, everything's fine." You cooed. You can feel her jaw move against your skin before you hear her say, "Are you sure? You're not getting burned at the stake?" The both of you heard Fiona chuckled as you release her daughter from the embrace. "The next time the two of you want to play boner hot potato, can you do it without attracting the Council?" Delia was about to react when she felt your hand stop her from doing so. She leaned into the touch, always welcoming whatever physical affection you give her. "Noted, ma'am." You replied before the Supreme walked away. "I'm really sorry," Cordelia sat you down and never let go of your hand. You sent a soft smile her way before replying. "I know you are but," you pulled her to sit beside you, "why did you use re vera falsum on him?" Cordy fidgeted with her hands, unable to look at you. Your hand reached for hair and caressed it all the way down to her back; a simple action that sent chills down her spine. Still unable to answer, you next asked her, "Do you like him?" Cordelia was obviously shocked by the question because not only did she stop fidgeting, she also looked up to you with wide eyes. "I mean you could have just told him that you wanted a threesome or something, he would probably say yes," you continued. "No," she shook her head. "No, I don't." You looked at her, trying to understand why she did- "Do you not like him..." you paused to put pieces together, "for me?" Once again, Cordelia felt shame inside, and looked down before saying, "I'm really sorry." To be completely honest, you would have settled with a nod as a response to the question.

It's not in her character to meddle in your romantic life and you're pretty sure that her reason runs deeper than simply helping you break it off with him. You shrugged it off and told yourself that this is a conversation for another day or decade. You shot her a smile before replying, "it's okay. Just remember you can't use re vera falsum ever." Her eyes did not hide the curiosity that she instantly tried to bury. "Did Fiona really not tell you anything about our heritage?" "Only that she's the most important part of it," she quipped. "Well, Cordy," you made yourself comfortable on the bed, "let me tell you about the only witch alive who can alter reality."

#cordelia goode x reader #Cordelia Goode #I'm a sarah paulson simp can you tell #sarah paulson #sarah paulson x reader #sarah paulson imagine #ahs imagine #cordelia goode imagine

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Chuckling soft, she continues to pet the purring Arnold “Family of the heart will always be there for family, no matter what disagreements. It’s as they say ‘Blood of the covenant is far thicker than the water of the womb’” she says fond, placing Arnold securely on her lap, handing him a smaller ball of soft yarn to rest on as she continues her knitting “They are a healthy bunch” she compliments, giggling again as they play around her feet

“Spoiled,” Red corrects. “I spoil them. I am happy to do it. But it should be known they are spoiled monsters.”

He picks up Mr Peach and Macaron. “These two yell very loudly at me if I am ever late with their food, and whenever they want treats.”

He sets them back down, and grabs Dawn and More. “More and Dawn love being held and cuddled, but Dawn gets jealous easily. More-”

“... Actually, More is an angel. He’s never committed any wrongs, ever. But I do spoil him.”

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——— character question sheet

▌real name: Aziraphale, Angel of the Eastern Gate ▌full name: Mr. A.Z. Fell, Ezra Fell, A. Ziraphale ▌single or taken: Taken ▌abilities or powers: Performing of major and minor miracles, skilled in sword fighting, thwarting the wiles of evil ▌eye colour: Blue ▌hair colour: Platinum Blond ▌family members: The serried ranks of angels ▌pets: none ▌something they don’t like: Heaven, Hell, people who try to buy his books, Gabriel ▌hobbies/activities: Reading, dining out with Crowley, feeding the ducks in St. James’ Park ▌ever hurt anyone before: yes ▌ever killed anyone before: no ▌animal that represents them: dove ▌worst habits: Drinking profusely, over indulging in food, becoming too lost in his own thoughts to realize what is going on in the world around him ▌role models: Crowley, the Winchesters (in certain verses), Castiel (in certain verses) ▌sexual orientation: Homoromantic Gray Asexual ▌thoughts on marriage/kids: He loves the concept of marriage. Forming a covenant based on love and devotion has always played to his romantic side. Michael truly changed his view on children. He never thought that he would want a child until one was on the way. He can see why the bond between parent and child is often the strongest. ▌fears: Losing Crowley, something happening to Michael in any form, Gabriel and his group of lackies (He fears Gabriel and Sandalphon the most out of them all) ▌style preferences: Classic. Most would say he doesn’t progress outside of the 1950′s. He prefers light colors (whites, creams, never anything darker than khaki or beige), tartan (because tartan is stylish) ▌someone they love: Crowley and Michael, Sam Winchester (in certain verses) ▌approach to friendships: He prefers when someone reaches out to him to make the initial contact (which explains why Crowley is his only friend). In a different verse, he befriends Castiel because of their fondness of humans and he loves Castiel because he is a shining example that even the most militant angel is capable of change. ▌thoughts on pie: They are quite delicious and he is fond of peach (Can’t find a decent one outside of the United States). ▌favourite drink: Tea, cocoa, vintage red wines ▌favourite place to spend time at: The bookshop, St. James’ Park, basically anywhere he can be with Crowley ▌swim in the lake or in the ocean: Hard pass on swimming all together. ▌their type: Timid but he can be strong when he needs to be ▌camping or indoors: Indoors

tagged by: @ineffableduality tagging: Whoever wants to do it!

#about: aziraphale #hc: aziraphale #out of the silence #mandi talks

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👫 your choice~

freebie relationship headcanons;

Since they didn’t really start getting to know each other until high school, the two would share dumb tales about their misadventures growing up in different neighborhoods, or “on the other side of the canal” as Cyrus jokingly states. It took Kaylee by surprise to hear that Katsu hadn’t been his only pet. In fact, he'd previously raised the aptly named Samwise Donkey, one of the coven’s travel mules.

Before moving out together, he didn’t really know how to cook outside of simple breakfast items and sandwiches... damn, did Cyrus try though. Not only did the poor boy take some of his dad’s cookbooks from the family’s private library, but he tried one new recipe almost every day for a year straight. There were definitely some successes in the bunch, but Kaylee strictly banned any of his experiments to be served on date night.

It’s imperative for Cyrus to get her at least one flower from the local florist when he walks by the shop at least once a week if not plucking one of the wildflowers on his way home. Though neither are experts at symbolism, he’d always make a game out of finding something that perfectly compliments her hair and eyes. This led to a talk about his favorite, the sunflower, which is now prettily tattooed on Kaylee.

When they first started seeing each other, he at first wondered how his cat would react given that she goes almost everywhere he does. However, it turns out that Katsu and Kaylee were well-acquainted even before Cyrus was romantically involved with the blonde. The feline was apparently a regular culprit found at the Archer family’s orchard, as she loved to nestle herself amongst the peach blossoms for slight shade when taking naps since they smelled so delicately fragrant.

as a small bonus, here’s a few for our favorite coven sibling-ship for Salem’s birthday~

When the McClearys were banned from the coven’s home was around the same time Salem and her brother moved into the apothecary. His father, before finding a place as the head of the town’s barrier patrol, briefly worked at the shop so Cyrus visited often. While at first to Salem’s chagrin, it soon became to her benefit when he offered some of his hand-me-downs that were too small for the quickly growing boy. He still lets her run through his old clothes to see if she likes them since it’s better than donating them all away to sit in a dusty thrift shop for sale.

Since they learned very different branches of magic, sometimes they’ll swap between the ancient Japanese and Korean tomes his family has with the French and Latin spellbooks as well as Haitian texts kept in the coven’s library – which Salem “borrows,” of course. This has led to a lot of interactions where they’re translating for each other and making English transcriptions when notetaking, sometimes late nights where they’re trying spells and smaller rituals out.

Salem could never get Cyrus to smoke weed, though he has obliged her in sampling one or two edibles every now and again. As she predicted, it helps him relax and slow down his normally quick speaking cadence. However, it doesn’t aid with his stuttering since the root of that particular problem has to do with his scatterbrained thought process.

She definitely first introduced the younger McCleary to tattoos and the artistry and thought behind what people often get. In fact, Salem helped cast the magic required to imbue the ofuda (protective Shinto talisman) along his left ribcage when he got that done. The particular charm was made to prevent Cyrus’ body from further suffering any permanent damage to his lightning absorption powers. It came almost right after he’d overcharged himself to the point of almost bursting into raw electric energy, which caused the lightning current-shaped scar on his back.

#rk800writes #( answered: meme. )#( ch: cyrus mccleary. )#( opp: kaylee young. )#( ship: kyrus. )#and also #( opp: salem frost. )#long post #YOU THOUGHT I WOULDN'T #WITH THE DONKEY??#u thought wrong

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In the Blood

If you missed the first part here it is.

John paced back and forth. He didn’t have any idea how to explain that the Deputy was immortal. He had no footage. He had no proof but what his eyes had seen. Haloed in sunlight until the candles of the church lit her. Three arrows in her chest. He would have rent the man responsible on principal. The Deputy needed to be brought in alive. She needed to reach atonement. What if Joseph already knew? But then he would have brought her to the safety of the compound if he had known. Someone so precious couldn’t be left to run wild. He turned and looked at the monitors. Deputy Hudson was attempting to kick her door open again. He smiled.

Rook huffed and puffed, wincing as her arm mended a graze.

“Holy shit.” Grace muttered through the radio as she watched from a distance through her scope. Nothing quite like going for broke. Rook had lived through two world wars already. She had no way to gauge how old the Seeds were, but she would figure they were at least her age if not older. Sometimes it was good to vent through aggression, Rook had helped a few Courts in their Civil Wars, the ones that treated humans with some respect and not like playthings or pets. Hell, she had even helped to hunt Rogue Wolves down and she knew a Wizard in the Badlands that would be up for a Hunt any time. Tracking down and killing a Rogue Immortal was always satisfying because fighting with an Immortal was always rewarding and her kind were illusive, there was no telling what tricks and tools they had ready to fight with. She had gone on two different Hunts before and both times the other had been glad to finally be ‘ended’. She wondered if that was the price of freedom, insanity. It was something that she didn’t want to keep thinking about, having started to feel the aching loneliness that came with losing loved ones to death again and again. She’d come to like Earl and Staci and Joey, she hadn’t had much chance to meet anyone else. After everything went to hell in a handbasket she gained Nick, Kim, Boomer, Dutch, Grace, Jess, Eli, Wheaty, Hurk, Adelaide, Sharky, Mary-May, Jerome, Peaches, Cheeseburger, and she felt so loved by them. She wanted to free them from the Seeds. But that nagging worry, that whisper that she shouldn’t get attached, crept up on her sometimes.

“Rook.” She heard Nick over the radio and wondered what he was doing, he was supposed to be scouting to see if there were any convoys in the area. “Rook you ain’t gonna believe this. Someone just hit a convoy. But they didn’t just kill the Peggies.”

Rook looked over the slaughter, because that’s what it was this wasn’t just killing, and felt dread pooling in her stomach. She had chosen this section of the United States because it was vast, it was quiet, but more importantly it was supposed to be away from Packs, Courts, and Covens. This land was supposed to be isolated, where she would just live for a while, carving a nice niche for herself maybe get a farm or an orchard or hell a ranch. Becoming a Deputy was only to get a foot in the door, to meet people and learn the county.

“Jesus what the hell happened here?” Grace muttered as they looked over the carnage. Rook shook her head and looked around them. She wanted to be wrong, she hoped she was wrong.

“We need to get back to Nick and have him tell us what he saw.” She glanced over at her companion. Confirmation was better than denial.

John smirked, this would work. Joseph and Jacob believed him, mostly because the Deputy had single handedly destroyed two outposts and a supply convoy. And walked away without a scratch. Now he had a plan, they would move Deputy Hudson, and actually pretend to move her because Rook would flee the second she realized they didn’t actually have her fellow law officer.

Rook blinked as she heard her radio go off. She had laid low for the last few weeks, trailing her newly unwelcomed guest. She had set a few snares for them to trip and the worst possible outcome had hit. There was a Rogue Immortal, a young Rogue Immortal. If she was right they had just reached the Destruction Stage of apathy. Which meant they wouldn’t just fight to fight, they would fight to survive because they found something that took away the empty feeling if only for a little while again. The tracking and trying to get into contact with Cassandra had chewed up Rook’s time and she hadn’t been able to raise to any of the bait the Seeds were trying to lure her out into the open. She had cleared out a few outposts and freed people along the road ways, but that was mostly because she was already in the area and wanted to keep people safe from the Rogue.

“Well Deputy I’m happy to say that Deputy Hudson has finally confessed all her sins!” John’s voice carried through the silent room. Rook stilled instantly. “So she’ll be joining Jacob and I’ll be taking Deputy Pratt for his turn now. Now that she’s had her sins purged she’ll make a fine hunter don’t you think? Or perhaps a soldier to protect and serve the Flock?” This was bad. She had stopped the Rogue from taking prey, they would be anxious now, and this was a convoy to lure her out specifically. There would be extra people. Perhaps even John or Jacob themselves. It would be too tempting to the Rogue. Rook was out the door and grabbing her rifle and a bowie without conscious thought. They would all die if she didn’t. She knew she was walking into the hands of the Seeds. She ignored the calls of Jerome and of Mary-May as she grabbed one of the dirt bikes that the resistance had stolen back. She revved the engine and took off. They’d use the main road. This was a trap and someone else was going to spring it.

The man was dodging all of Jacob’s shots. He was toying with them. And then a dirt bike slammed into his chest and then it exploded as it was shot. Jacob looked over swiftly and found the Deputy standing in the middle of the road, rifle in hand and a grim expression on her face. She glanced at the truck that housed Hudson before checking on John. There was a crack and clapping. The man was back up. Jacob narrowed his eyes knowing this man had to be Immortal too. Rook stood and faced him. She didn’t bother shooting him again and Jacob watched it play out.

Rook could tell by looking at him this man was young. He couldn’t be much older than her.

“I figured sooner or later I would actually come across you.” He said. “Zachariah.”

“Rook.”

“You could just stand aside. It’s only a little county. You’re already catching the Sickness.” She scoffed and raised her rifle.

“This is my county.” She remarked and fired. He dodged just enough to only get his shoulder and she cursed. He grabbed a fallen Peggie’s gun and fired back. They both dove for cover.

“You have to be young to care about territory or human life.” He remarked and she scoffed at this.

“Or I’m more willing to fight the Sickness, and not just give up at the first sign of struggle.”

“Oh, you want to see a struggle? How ‘bout we both put down our guns and settle this with a good old-fashioned knife fight?” She scoffed and pulled herself from cover at the same time he did, both shoot the guns in the other’s hands. “Now I’m disappointed in us both.”

“Are we going to keep talking or are we going to fight?” She mused tossing the now useless rifle down and unsheathing her knife. She kept it in a defensive position as he unsheathed his own knife.

“You wanna play little girl? Well then let’s play.”

Rook noticed John’s gun and knew he’d have what she needed but she had to get over to it. She brought her arm up and felt a knife bite straight through it and grunted. She stabbed him in the shoulder and forced him back before diving towards the gun. She grabbed it and felt herself get lifted and thrown backward. She clung to the weapon as Zachariah stalked toward her. She took aim and smirked.

“Welcome to the bliss.” She muttered and fired three shots in his chest. He stumbled back and glared.

“It’ll take real bullets to bring…” His eyes darted around. “What the hell?” He took off and Rook groaned before sitting up. She pulled the knife out of her arm and winced but her arm healed cleanly. She looked over and frowned at the cultist laying in the road before dodging a dart meant for the back of her shoulder.

“Really?” She mused and looked up toward Jacob’s general area. “After all your talk of culling the herd and being strong you’re gonna take the coward’s way and shoot me in the back?” She yelled out to him. There was a rustling and Jacob appeared. She waited and he was across from her moments later.

“I never did like this plan of John’s.” He chuckled and set his rifle down. She dropped John’s gun, useless to her now Bliss seemed to have no effect on the Vampires that produced it. She flipped the knife into her clean hand and rolled her shoulders.

“Round two.” She murmured to herself.

Jacob was not going to win this fight with his strength alone, something that was rare. Rook was tired but still on her feet. But she’d lost a lot of blood and an idea sparked. He’d need to get to her leg.

Rook blocked an attack but wasn’t ready for Jacob to body slam her into the road and to have all the air in her lungs knocked out. She struggled trying to recover but she felt sharp teeth tear into her inner thigh.

“No.” She muttered and tried to shove his head away but she could feel suction and her struggles grew weaker and weaker as she felt the blood being pulled from her veins. “Moth… fuck.” She was swallowed into darkness. Bleeding out was the worst it always took the longest to recover.

Her mouth was dry. She was dizzy. She looked over and found a pile of wolves in the middle of the room. She was laying on a nice bed. There was water on the end table. She grabbed the pitcher and took a large mouthful but didn’t swallow. She let it sit in her mouth before she spat it out into the glass. This got the attention of the wolves and she noticed red crosses painted on their muzzles. She rolled her eyes and took a small sip from the pitcher. Slow rehydration was key to not making yourself sick. One of the Judges got up and padded over, nudging her knee on the bed. She chuckled and ran a hand through its fur and grabbed the tray that the pitcher and glass were on, setting it down she poured out some of the water. The other two Judges got up and loped over to it and took a drink as did the one that nudged her. She looked back down at the remaining water and slowly sipped on it. She had a feeling she knew where she was given the small comfort she had woken in. One of the Judges turned around and jumped onto the bed, laying down on her legs. She set the pitcher on the end table and gave the wolf a soft scratch the other two soon joined her and one nestled in behind her and the other laid down on her stomach. It gave a pitiful whine and she gave it pets with her other hand.

“Clever Jacob.” She muttered.

#Far Cry 5 #Vampire AU #Immortal Rook is a badass #All the Seeds want the Deputy

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teapotblues · 2 years

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Stories I made! No Place Like Home a story where i take all my friends and turn them into domestic animals because why not? A goofy story without a bunch of sad stuff TW: there is bullying in this story Plot: Not really a plot just some friends goofing around Cadaver Hills a story about a feline named Carrion and her god-fearing parents. TW: there's a lot of violence in this story as well as gore and major bullying Plot: A feline named Carrion lives under fear of the gods above because of her family’s strong religious beliefs. Bugs a school project about feline bug hybrids. TW: there's violence and bullying in this story Plot: A young feline-butterfly named Peaches is given a dream prophecy by his late grandmother to return the sun to the sky and he is joined by Frost, a former warrior and Bumble, a kitten with the urge for adventure Ruthless a story about a group of animal outcasts who study witchcraft and magic. TW: there’s gore and violence in this story as well as discrimination. Plot: A group of hybrids turned outcasts for their mixed species set out to be number one. Domestication a story about a molly now named Stray who learns that she doesn't know everything about the world she lives in. TW: there's gore, violence and animal slaughter in this story. Plot: a former house pet who is thrown out by her housefolk discovers more about the modern world she lives in. Set in 2070 in a cyberpunk city. Paranormal a story about a group of college students discover ghosts around their college. TW: there’s bullying in this story and mentions of parents divorcing. Plot: their all furries. Bakery Mice a story about food based rodents living in restaurants and bakeries TW: there's minor misgendering and transphobia in this story. Plot: a cheesecake themed rat named well, Cheesecake and her best friend Cocoa adventure into other shops to meet other rodents like them. PMD: Crystal Coven a fan-based story about a Pokémon team named Team Peacha who discover a coven based around researching an extinct species known as “Humans” Plot: Team Peacha, fresh out of Wigglytuff’s guild are ready to help other Pokémon out! However, a coven they discover may put a dent in their plans.

Myth Like No Tomorrow a collab story between me and my best friend about a world where mythical creatures and humans co-exist TW: there is bullying and fighting in this story Plot: a cow centaur named Hazelnut is accepted into a college for both monster and humans alike and befriends the head of the student council, Hydra.

Lupine a pack of stray dogs set out to find a new home after its been destroyed by humans. TW: there's death, major violence and cannibalism in this story. Plot: After their main guild is destroyed by humans, a group of strays look for a new home while avoiding the many dangers of the world. Help Wanted! a spoiled brat named Chloe is kicked out by her parents to get a job at a failing café TW: mentions of past bullying Plot: Chloe, a blonde corgi who is spoiled rotten by her parents is kicked out to get a job at an old café. Warriors a roleplay (I think) between me and my friends TW: death and blood Plot: a clan known as harvestclan is struggling to survive with the lack of prey in the area as well as threatening clans near by.

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covenscribe · 2 years

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Happy Caturday!

behold halloween kitty cuddles

#caturday #cats #cat #coven pets: peach #coven pets: lucipurr #coven pets

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pastelbatfandoms · 3 years

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The Zodiac Clique

Leiha (The It Girl) Lei

Age: 17

DOB: October 3 ♎

Place of Birth- Louisiana

Ethnicity-Southern-American

Occupation- Student

Favorite smell- Marshmallows & Sweet Scents

Appearance

Height- 5′5″

Physique- Average

Skin Tone-Peach

Face shape- Heart

Hair Color/Style- White blond,curled or straight

Eye Color-Blue

Distinguishing Features- eyes and nose

Dress- Stylish,Y2K Barbie,red and pink,also anything with hearts.

Something always carried- Makeup,Purse,Phone,Potion bottles (looks like perfume)

Accessories- Anything rich looking,trendy or covered in rhinestones

Makeup- Soft E Girl, Bright pink Lipstick with lighter makeup like white eyeshadow and shimmery highlighter,don’t forget the hearts and blush!

LIFE

Hobbies- Pinterest,Shopping,manipedis,doing her makeup,hanging out with her friends

Pets- Has a white Shi Zhu named Dollie

Story Role- The Air/Love Witch

Alignment- Selfish Neutral

BFF-Pei Ling

Favorites

TV Shows- Gossip Girl,Scream Queens,AHS Coven

Movies- Heathers,Mean Girls,Clueless as well as Romance movies

Horror/Thriller- Carrie,Slumber party Massacre,House of Wax

Favorite Witch Movie-The Love Witch

Favorite Actors/Actresses- Alicia Silverstone,Dove Cameron,Evan Peters,Leonardo Dicaprio

Favorite Colors-Red,Pink and White

Music- Pop

Food- Bubblegum,Cotton Candy,Lemonade,White Chocolate,Pretzels,Vanilla Froyo with sprinkles,Sweet Potato Fries,Cheese Fries

Classic Lit.- Wuthering Heights

Spirit Animal-Horse

Video games- Dress up Games

#the zodiac clique #libra #My Character #original story

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buckyscrystalqueen · 6 years

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Into The Ocean: Part 3

Pairings: Seb Stan x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, fluff, angst!!!!

Word Count: 4,932

Aesthetic by @sorenmarie87

Part 1 / Part 2

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Pounding on the door woke you up way to soon. You groaned as you opened your eyes to find a broad, bare chest in front of you.

“Go away!” Seb shouted as he pulled you closer to him. The pounding continued and after a minute, he growled and rolled out of bed. “There better be a fire in this bitch.” He called out as he pulled on his board shorts from the night before and ripped open the door.

“Is she still in here?” You heard Kiki ask. Your stomach dropped and you sat bolt upright in bed and clutched the sheet to your bare chest.

“Fuck!” You shouted as you looked over at the clock- 7:38 am. “Shit, shit, shit, shit.” You scrambled to grab your clothes as Kiki pushed Seb back into the room and closed the door for privacy.

“Are you kidding me right now, Wahine? I have been calling…”

“I know, alright!” You snapped as you whipped around to look for your bikini top as you clutched the sheet to your chest. “My phone is probably dead. Look, can you just call down to Leilani and tell her I want my usual for lunch? I gotta get home to…”

“I have Kai taking care of the pigs and Mike is taking care of your tanks. Take this.” She said as she thrust a plastic bag you hadn’t noticed at you. “Take a shower, you smell like sex. Be glad you have me for a mother.” She snapped as she turned toward Seb and pointed at him. “Don’t you be a bad influence on my girl.” Seb nodded and looked a little frightened of the 5’4” Hawaiian woman in front of him.

“Yes, ma’am.” He said as she ducked out of the door and closed it with a snap. Seb looked up at you, stunned. “What was that?” He asked as you looked in the bag at the new bathing suit Kiki probably snagged from the gift shop in the lobby.

“That is Kiki. She’s Kai’s wife and Kimo’s sister. She’s been my island mom since I moved here.” He nodded as you dropped the sheet and headed toward the bathroom to get ready for work.

“She seemed a lot nicer when she told me about your tour.” You smirked at his confirmation of your thought from the night before and nodded as you turned on the water.

“She’s nice 99% of the time but when it comes to her ‘babies’, she’s not the wahine to mess with.” Seb nodded as he un-velcroed his swim trunks and let them fall to the floor.

“Her babies as in her kids?” He asked as he got into the shower behind you.

“No. She actually could never have children so she sort of adopts the misfits. Me, Sue, and Mike, the guy that owns the sub shop. Alani when her mom passed away. Few other local kids.” He nodded as you reached around him to grab his shampoo. You smiled as you looked at the label. “That explains the mango.”

“What?” He asked as you poured some of the shampoo into your hand.

“Mango, lavender, oranges, pomegranates, rain and salt water. That’s what you smell like.” He laughed as he poured some shampoo in his own hand and put the bottle back down.

“Peaches, apples, fresh laundry and the beach.” He said as he washed his hair. You smiled as you tilted your hair back and let the water rinse the soap from your dreads.

“The beach is kinda self explanatory. Salt water plus bees wax; it’s almost mandatory.” He chuckled as he reached past you for the pomegranate orange body wash he had. You held out your hands in front of you for some and continued. “Peach is my body wash, apple is my hair stuff and I hang dry my clothes on a laundry line.”

“Well, I don’t know where you got salt and rain water on me but lavender is my laundry soap.” You shrugged as you washed your body quickly.

“Guess we’ll never know.” You turned toward the water to rinse off and a moment later, Seb put his hands on your hips.

“My friends come in today. Will you join us for dinner after work?” You glanced up at him with a smile and nodded.

“Absolutely. Can I leave my phone here to charge for the day?” He smiled and nodded as you reached up and moved a strand of shampoo covered hair away from his eye.

“Fine by me. Want me to go by your house and pick up anything so you can just get ready here?” You shook your head as you turned in his arms; leaving a little bit of space so you didn’t transfer the soap from his chest onto your body.

“Surprisingly, I have a bag in my car that has nice clothes, make up, bathroom stuff, blah blah blah but I never remember to replace the bathing suit I take out of it.” He laughed as he leaned down and gave you a chaste kiss.

“Sounds like my little Hawaiian girl. I’ll see you tonight, 5-5:30?” You nodded and kissed his cheek once more before jumping out of the shower.

“Have fun with your friends, hun.” You called out as you only partially dried off and stole a swipe of his deodorant. You threw your new baiting suit on, put your dead phone next to Seb’s charger so he could charge his first and grabbed your clothes and shoes. With a quick ‘bye’, you ducked out into the hall and turned your walk of shame into a full blown sprint.

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“Sebastian… I don’t know about this.” You said as he lead you toward one of the nicest restaurants in Kapalua.

“Babe, you’re fine.” You swallowed hard and tried to keep your face neutral as the valet opened the door for you. You glanced down at the light blue bridesmaid dress and heels you had thankfully borrowed from Alani. Had you gone with what you had in your car, you would have shown up at a 5 star restaurant in a tank top, a long skirt and flip flops. No matter what you had on, you were quickly reminded just how far out of your league the man guiding you through the restaurant toward his friends was. Seb said quick hellos to his friends when he approached the table before stepping back to introduce you.

“Everybody, this is (Y/N). Now, we have Toby.” Seb said as he pointed at the man directly to your left who took your hand and kissed your knuckles. “Then Rachel and Taylor.” You looked over at the next couple and gave them a polite smile, refusing to let yourself fan girl over Rachel McAdams in front of these people as you politely shook their hands. “And finally, we have Chace and Rebecca.” Your smile grew ever so slightly at the sight of Nate Archibald but you again, controlled yourself as you shook the last two hands and took the seat Seb was offering you.

There was a little bit of small talk over drink choices and you threw in your two cents about the local cuisine before the waiter came over and took your order. The moment he left, all eyes focused on the newcomer.

“So what do you do here, (Y/N)?” Taylor asked politely as you took a sip of your drink.

“Well, I teach scuba lessons in season and I am the captain of a boat that takes tourists out to the reefs year round.”

“You should see the place she took me the first day I was here. She is known for taking people to the best reefs in Maui. If you guys are up to it, I already sorta book her for tomorrow so you could see for yourselves. She’s a great teacher.” He glanced over at you and put his hand reassuringly on your knee. You nodded and gave him a small smile as you took another sip of your drink.

“How long have you been doing that?” Rebecca inquired. Your smile grew slightly as you looked past Seb at her.

“I moved to Maui about six years ago. Bought my boat and learned how to scuba dive in the first few months and then explored the outer reefs for a while until I could develop a game plan for work.” The group nodded.

“What made you decide to move to Maui?” Toby asked. You bit your lip and your brow furrowed. You knew they were just being curious about the new person joining their group but it was never fun to be put in the spotlight. Seb opened his mouth to say something but you squeezed his hand and cut him off.

“Umm… My husband passed away in Iraq a few months before I moved here. The life I’m living now was our dream life. When I got that notification I didn’t know what else to do, so I moved here and started over.”

“So Bass told me you have pet pigs and that I had to ask you for the names when I met you.” Chase interjected quickly. You glanced over at him as you squeezed Seb’s hand in silent gratitude for at least telling one of his friends a little bit about you.

“You have pet pigs?” Rachel asked excitedly. You smiled and nodded as you pulled your phone from your handbag you had on your lap.

“Two potbellies. I rescued both of them. They make great pets because you can train them like dogs and they are very clean.” You pulled up a photo of them and passed your phone to Rachel. “The brown and black on is Sausage, and the all pink one is Bacon.” The girls both ‘awed’ and the boys chuckled as your phone got passed to the other side of the table.

“Did you get them when they were cute little babies?” Rebecca asked as she handed Seb your phone. You shook your head as you dropped your phone in your bag.

“Only Sausage. She’s my special little baby. I rescued Bacon from a shelter.”

“And you can train the like dogs to fetch and stuff?” Toby asked. You laughed and gave a small shrug.

“Mine understand sit, stay, come here and basics like that. They also respond to whistles when I call them but as far as anything more advanced then that? Let me put it this way; I have a big garden in my backyard and I had to build a four foot tall concrete wall that is buried another four feet in the ground in a vain attempt to keep them out so I guess that concept is a little too hard for them.” You smiled up at your waiter as he set your seared ono on the table in front of you. The conversation lulled a bit as everyone started in on their meals and thankfully turned away from you to the group of long time friends caught each other up on what was going on in their lives. As dinner was wrapping up, you were told how this group of friends met; on the set of the movie ‘The Covenant’.

“Oh, wait. I think I may have seen that one forever and a day ago.” You said as you glanced over at Seb. “Group of guy witches or something like that?” He smirked as he reached across the table and took the bill out of Chace’s hand.

“That would be it. One of our prouder moments.” He said with a slight air of sarcasm in his voice. You giggled as he pulled his wallet out of his pocket and slid his card out.

“Have you seen a lot of Seb’s movie?” Rachel asked as she twirled the last bit of her drink with the little black cocktail straw.

“Honestly, I had no idea he was even an actor. The last six years I’ve been more of an outdoorsy kinda girl and before that I was a teacher in Harlem so movies took a back seat to grading papers and lesson plans.” You glanced over at Seb, who was looking at you with his eyebrow arched in curiosity. You hadn’t told him yet that you were originally from New York.

“What did you teach?” Taylor inquired as Seb took back the check and signed it.

“10th grade English.”

“You know, that was always one of my favorite classes in high school.” Rebecca said as she shrugged on her jacket.

“Mine too.” Toby agreed as he stood up and politely pulled out your chair for you. You smiled at him in thanks and pushed a few pieces of your hair back behind your ear as you stood up.

“So scuba diving tomorrow?” Chace asked the table as everyone made sure they had everything. You glanced around at everyone’s bobbing heads and smiled. You had the briefest of thoughts of thanks that at least your bills would be paid for the next two months because of this as Seb lead you out of the restaurant.

“What time?” Taylor asked.

“If you could just be in the lobby at 8:20, the woman at the concierge desk will get you ride to my boat.” You paused at the curb and Seb gave the valet, a friend of yours named Kana your ticket for your car as everyone else waited for a taxi. “It was very nice meeting all of you. Thank you so much for allowing me to crash your party.”

“Oh, absolutely!” Rebecca said as she stepped forward and gave you a small hug and a kiss on the cheek. “It’s always nice to get a locals point of view when it comes to the food. You never really know what’s good and what’s not so that was very helpful.” You tried to let that comment bother you as you said goodbye to the rest of your group. You felt Kana tap your arm and you looked over at his smirk.

“Fun being the local trash in a group of the rich and famous, isn’t it.” He asked you in Hawaiian. You bobbed your eyebrow at him and nodded.

“Kinda making me reevaluate taking the job in the first place, brah.” You retorted in Hawaiian with a laugh. You said one more good bye before Seb lead you over to your beat-up, doorless Jeep. You couldn’t stop yourself from kicking off the heels that were killing your feet and tossing them in the back and pulling out the hair clip that was killing your head before climbing into the drivers seat.

“They loved you.” Seb said as he got in the passenger seat. You cocked your eyebrow at him and laughed as you pulled yourself into the car.

“Yea, sure they did. I’m like a monkey in a zoo to them.” You quipped as you started you car. You didn’t even bother to turn down the Slightly Stoopid song that was just a little too loud as you put your car into gear and pulled away from the hotel.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“How have you never heard this song?” You laughed as you drove the fifteen minutes to where your boat was docked in Lahaina with Seb the next morning. He had stayed at your place to ‘make sure you didn’t wake up late’. He laughed and shook his head.

“I have no idea but start it over.” You laughed and started ‘I Just Had Sex’ by Lonely Island over. You cranked the volume and danced with the music; your way of bragging about the amazing shower sex you had had that morning… and before bed the night before… twice. You glanced over at the ocean with a smile, falling in love with your home all over again like you did every morning. The beautiful blue water looked so inviting and you couldn’t wait to get out on it for the day.

Seb laughed through most of the song as he played with a few strands of your hair that was blowing wild in the wind. You smiled at him as the song ended and you turned down your radio a bit as the next song came on.

“I’m surprised you don’t know that. The blonde girl from Gossip Girl is in the music video.” His brow furrowed slightly at you and you clarified. “Serena. I don’t know her real name.”

“Blake. Really? She’s in the music video?” He laughed. “She is never going to hear the end of it from me.” You smiled as you turned up ‘Red, Red Wine’ by UB40 as you pulled into the parking lot behind Mike and Leilani’s small sub shop across from your dock. Seb grabbed your beach bag, bobbing his head a bit to the music.

“Dance with me.” You said as you grabbed a spot and put your jeep in park. You didn’t give him an option as you got out of your car and raced around the front. He smiled and put down the bag so he could grab your hips. Everything felt so right as the two of you stood in the parking lot, dancing to the music.

“Where did you learn to move like that?” He asked as your rolled your hips back and forth in his hands.

“Hula. Kiki taught me years ago.” He hummed as he let go of you and took a step back to watch.

“Damn, girl.” You smiled as you fluidly rolled your hips to the beat.

“You should see me actually hula.” You said as the song ended.

“Nice moves, Wahine!” Mike called out as he walked past, headed into work himself.

“Mahalo! Hey, I got a group of 6 coming in shortly and I’ll just take my usual on my tab.” He tapped his nose in acknowledgement and kept walking as you reached across your jeep and turned it off.

“You run a tab at a sub place?” Seb joked as you put your car into gear in case the parking break failed.

“Yep, same with the gas for my boat. I pay my debts at the end of the month so I don’t have to carry cash on me every day. A lot of places around here do that for the workers.” You grabbed your personal gear from the back seat and slung it over your shoulder. “Islanders are all about reverence and respect. They will take you for your word and treat you with honor as long as you do the same to them. You disrespect them, you might as well move.” Seb nodded as the two of you headed down the dock to your boat.

“That was one of the first things I learned here. It’s the Hawaiian way of life. That’s why I didn’t tell you I was from New York because I am not that same person. I was angry all the time, I hated my job and only did it because I had to make money some how. Matt was the same way, which is why we choose to come to Maui. You only have one shot at life, why live it with hate in your heart where everything is rush, rush, rush all the time?” You glanced up at him as you stored your gear and he nodded.

“Wow. I wish I could live like that.” You smiled as you started unloading the empty tanks from the day before onto the dock to switch them out at the dive shop.

“But that’s the thing, you can. You don’t have to live in Hawaii to do that.” He nodded as he put your beach bag under the seat.

“I think I envy you.” You laughed and shook your head as you took off your shirt and tossed it in your dry hold.

“Don’t envy me, sweetheart. Embrace the things I show and teach you and embody them.” You moved to get out of the boat and he quickly grabbed your wrist. You turned back around and looked at him as his eyes searched yours for a moment.

“You’re so beautiful, do you know that? Not just the way you look, everything about you.” You smiled and stepped back down into your boat.

“I’m just embracing what the world has given me. Embracing the culture that I have the honor to call my own now.” He pulled you close to him and gave you a gentle kiss.

“Get a room, Wahine.” One of the other boat captains called out in Hawaiian as he passed. You giggled and pulled back to look at Seb.

“We’ve been told to get a room.” You joked as you kissed his cheek and got back to work. “Come on. You can help me switch these tanks out before we go collect your friends.”

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“Bathrooms are over there. They have showers if you need. If you liked my tour, great. If not, here is the complaint jar…” You grabbed your tip jar from under the wheel of your boat and put it on your chair like you always did with a smile as you pulled back up to the docks at the end of the long trip. “Feel free to write those complaints on any dollar bill of your choice. I pay attention to the bigger complaints first.” You teased with a wink. “Thanks for… well listening to Seb and not your hotel, and letting me be your Hawaiian guide. Mahalo and aloha.” The group laughed and clapped as you maneuvered your boat into your slip. You cut the motor and ran to the front to jump out and slow your boat down with your bow line.

“That was great, hun.” Seb said as he grabbed the stern line and jumped off the boat after you. You glanced up at him and smiled.

“Thanks. Tour’s a little different when there’s a group.” He laughed and nodded as he handed you the back line and took a step out of the way.

“I think I would have to say I had more fun with just you. We saw sharks, after all. They only saw dolphins.” You smiled up at him and giggled.

“Yea, honey, I wouldn’t brag about your reaction to those sharks.” He fake pouted for a second as you stood up and gave him a quick kiss before moving to help the two girls out of the boat.

“Where are the bathrooms again?” Rachel asked.

“Oh! It’s that red roof building right over there. Showers in the same place.” She glanced over at the building and thanked you before looping her arm with Rebecca’s and grabbing her bag from Taylor as he got off of the boat.

“Thank you for putting up with us all today.” He said as he stepped out of the boat onto the dock. You giggled and shook your head as you pulled the hair band out of your hair and let your dreads fall loose.

“Trust me. You guys are tame compared to some of the groups I have had.”

“This was us ‘tame’ as well.” Chance said as he stepped out of the boat and handed you a decent sized wad of cash. “Payment and tip. You deserve every penny.” You smiled as you shoved the cash in the back pocket of your unbuttoned jean shorts.

“Mahalo. You just fed my piggy’s for the night.” You joked as you reached out and grabbed Toby’s bag for him and put it on the dock.

“How do you keep all those fish names straight?” He asked as Seb jumped back in the boat to grab your bag and help you collect the trash.

“Practice. Years and years of practice. Seb, you don’t have to worry about cleaning up for me. I’m gunna run to the bathroom and then deal with it because I gotta clean off the gear anyways. Take the boys up to Mike’s for a beer and I’ll call Kiki for the car and send the girls over to you.” He looked up at you and nodded.

“Sounds like a plan.” You smiled at him and headed past the guys to get to the bathroom to wash your face.

“So what do you think of this girl? Gold digger?” You heard Rebecca ask Rachel in the bathroom as you rounded the corner. You paused just outside the door and eavesdropped.

“I mean, what’s to think?” Rachel responded. “She’s a nice girl, very pretty… but she’s just a townie. Who knows if she is telling the truth about the actor thing but come on, she lived in New York! She had to know who he was.” Tears stung your eyes as reality hit you and you bit your lip as she laughed. “And what’s with the hair?”

“I don’t know. I thought it was fake, honestly.” You nodded your head and licked your lips; forcing back your tears. Not wanting to hear Rachel’s response you turned into the bathroom with a smile.

“It’s not fake.” You said. Both girls spun toward you with looks of shock on their faces and you grabbed a dread and looked at it. “I use bees wax in case your next idea was cow shit like the stereotype. Bee wax is easier to get out and is a lot cleaner.” You flipped the dread back over your shoulder and looked up at them. “The boys went to the sub shop for a beer. Follow this main road as if you were going to my boat and you’ll see it on the right. Car will be here soon to take you back to your hotel.”

“(Y/N)…” Rebecca said as you spun on your heel and power walked away from the bathroom. You didn’t stop at Mike’s like you originally planned to pay off your debt a few days early, you just darted back down the dock to your boat. Your hands shook as you untied the lines on the dock quickly and jumped in your boat.

“(Y/N)!” Seb called out to you. You didn’t look up at him; didn’t want to see your current reality as you put his wallet, shirt, and towel on the dock for him, turned your boat over and backed out of your slip. You made it away from the dock before he made it far enough down the dock to jump on your boat before you left.

“Apparently, I’m just a gold digger, Seb. Don’t worry about me.” You watched his face drop as Rachel and Rebecca hit the end of your dock. You could hear him demand to know what they said as you pulled away from the dock and back out to the open waters; the only place you knew you could be completely free from the mainland bullshit at the moment. You thanked the heavens that the gas station was a little ways away so you could at least put some distance between you and him. While you filled up, you called Kiki for their ride and asked if she could go over to your house to take care of your pigs.

“What happened, Wahine?” Kiki asked hearing the sound of distress in your voice. You shook your head as you told the kid at the docks you would square up with his dad in the morning.

“Just… reminded of one of the reasons why I choose to leave the mainland, that’s all. I’ll um… I’m gunna be gone for the night. Can you clear my schedule tomorrow?”

“Yea. I’ll send Alani to stay with the babies. Keep your radio on so I can check in later, OK?”

“Always. Mahalo.” You hung up your phone and immediately received a phone call from Seb. You hit ignore, turned it off and with tears in your eyes, you headed back out into the open ocean.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Pehea ‘oe, Wahine?” Kimo asked the next morning as you tied your boat up at ka wahi. You shook your head and grabbed your beach bag.

“It’s going just freaking great. What did you hear?” You asked as you took his offered hand and stepped out of the boat onto the rocks.

“The gist. You were with the actor and his friends on the water yesterday and then you weren’t with them at dinner. Heard someone said something kinda rude but didn’t hear what.”

“Ahh…. So you missed the memo that I’m a gold digger?”

“The fuck?!” He asked as you the two of you walked across the rocks to the far side of the cave to where the few people that were there were hanging out and listening to your voices echo off the cave walls.

“He didn’t say it. No, he’s great but his friends’ girls… apparently, not so much.” You shook your head and sighed as you said hello to Kai and the four other people who all, apparently, had the day off, too. “It’s whatever, though. I’m here to give it to the spirits.”

“We should change your nickname, then.” Kai teased as you dropped your bag on the rock to go swim for a little bit. “We’ll call you wahine gula kuʻi.” You flipped him off with a laugh as you stripped down to the bikini you had been in for 24 hours.

“Mahalo but I’ll keep plain ol’ wahine. Please tell me one of you have a beer?” One of the girls, Luana, grabbed you one from her cooler and with a quiet ‘thanks’, you headed over and jumped in the water to wash your problems away.

Part 4

#Seb Stan x Reader #Into The Ocean

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Twisted Ch.3

Summary: Jimin gets protective over Y/N when a visitor shows up

Warning: oh my I can’t remember….just be warned

wake up and roll over flinging my arm around expecting Namjoon’s torso to stop my hand but sadly it hits the mattress. Bouncing as I groan from the movement. I open my eyes and sitting up rubbing my eyes only to be greeted with a peach colored tail hitting my face. I push the tail down and see Jimin’s wolf head pop up. He spins around and pads in a circle before sitting next to me staring my fingers. I giggle and scratch behind his ears eliciting a soft howl and his back leg to kick behind him. I kiss his forehead and he flicks his nose up to hit mine. I laugh and get up and change into clothes for the day. Jimin jumps off the bed and follows me. I walk into the kitchen to find Jin making me food.

“Hey Jin” I say stretching my arms above my head. Jin mumbles a hello back. I walk behind him wrapping my arms around his waist nuzzling into his back. When I wake up I’m very touchy and cuddly. Jin’s probably the most used to it. He smiles and lifts his arms up for me to go under and moved my arms so they were under his other arm. He rubbed circles on my back and kissed my forehead.

“How was your nap?” He asks looking down at me smiling. I smiled back and reply “good” I look around the kitchen and through the window into the living room. It was empty.

“Jin? Where’s everyone else?” I feel Jimin’s nose at my elbow and put my hand down to pet him. Jin sighs and pushes me away and turns to face me.

“Taehyung caught ahold of Jackson’s scent so Namjoon left me and Jimin to watch over you while they went searching” Jimin growled below my hand and I looked down into his bright yellow ones. Jimin gets overly protective about his friends. He’s the scariest when he’s angry and Yoongi right behind them. Namjoon should have left both of them to protect me. But I understand why Yoongi went. He’s their best fighter after Jungkook. I kneeled down next to Jimin running my fingers through his fur. He shakes after i lift my hand up. I stand back up and turn back to Jin. “They haven’t been gone long, Maybe 30 minutes. Namjoon was hesitant to leave you, I think he cares to much sometimes” he says shaking his head.

He wasn’t wrong, Joon’s plant died and he sulked around their house for 2 weeks. Taehyung had to buy another plant to stop him. I shook my head and climbed up on a chair only for jimin to follow me.

“Why are you following me Jimin? I understand you being protective but still” Jin scoffed and flicked Jimin’s nose.

“He said it was because you’re still a kid. But I think he forgot you’re the same age” Jin shook his head as the door rang. Jimin stepped in front of me and I kicked him softly opening to door. I gasped as Jinyoung stood on the front step his eyes red and puffy.

“J-jinyoung? Why are you here? Is Jaebum with you?” I shut the door slightly but Jinyoung pressed his hand against it opening it wide and stepping in. I stepped back Jimin stepping in front of me snarling his eyes bright yellow. I grabbed Jimin’s tail and tried pulling him back. Jimin would attack Jinyoung if I didn’t stop him and I knew Jinyoung wouldn’t live.

“No one but me is here, I won’t tell Jaebum where you are but Y/N” he took a step forward only for Jimin to use his head to push him back. Jinyoung stepped back his hands up. “Tell him to calm down” he grunted swatting Jimin’s nose. That was all Jimin needed to attack. His tail slipped from hand and I screamed to Jin. But Jimin had already pinned Jinyoung to the floor his teeth baring and his snout was inches from Jinyoungs face. I grabbed Jimin’s tail again pulling hard. But Jin wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me away I whipped around screaming at Jin.

“He will kill Jinyoung if we don’t get him off” Jin grabbed my shoulders and looked into my eyes “We can’t, Jimin was set to protect and that’s what he’s doing” he pushed me into his chest covering my ears.

Jinyoung tried pushing Jimin off only to be snapped at. Jimin’s fang caught Jinyoung’s wrist causing him to hiss and throw Jimin off. Jimin hit the hall and got back into stance growling and barking. Jinyoung looked over to me gripping Jin’s shoulders crying. His eyes soften and looked at Jimin.

“What are you waiting for?” He looked at me and then Jimin putting his arms up. “Kill me, she’s scared. I’d rather not live then scare her” he said lowering his head

I snapped my head up and ran in front of Jinyoung putting my hands out to stop Jimin. Jimin was already running but he stopped inches away from me looking up and tried getting to Jinyoung. I turned around and hugged Jinyoung. “Run…fast” I said pushing him out the door. He was out before we could blink and I turned around dropping to my knees Jimin shifted back and lifted my chin up. “Did I hurt you? I would never hurt you purposefully ok?” He said his eyes soft searching my body for marks when he saw none he pulled me close.

“Jimin…you’re nude please…clothes?” I said pushing away blushing, my eyes closed. His eyes widen and chuckled softly. “Sorry I’ll be back” he ran out and into his room.

Jinyoung walked into Jaebums room. It was darker than usual. It used to have bright colored pillows and a stuffed bear. It was all taken by mark and Youngjae to drop off at her house. Jaebum inhaled and smelt her pinning Jinyoung to the wall, his eyes blood red.

“Where is she? Tell me.” He growled, waiting, Jinyoung shook his head. Jaebum tighten his grip throwing him against the wall. Jinyoung was stronger but when it came to her, she was basically his daughter and he couldn’t harm her. Jinyoung sat against the wall sobbing. He lost her. His whole Coven lost her.

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